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WAKING LIFE -- ILLUSTRATED SCREENPLAY & SCREENCAP GALLERY |
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A hot cigar in your eye. Nothin' fancy. Some molten lead up the ass. Ooh!
Or better still, some of that old Apache shit. Cut your eyelids off. Yeah. I'll just listen to you fucks screamin'. Oh, what sweet music that'll be. Yeah. We'll do it in a hospital. With doctors and nurses so you pricks don't die on me too quick. You know the best part? The best part is you dick-smokin' faggots will have your eyelids cut off, so you'll have to watch me do it to you, yeah.
You'll see me bring that cigar closer and closer to your wide-open eyeball till you're almost out of your mind. But not quite, 'cause I want it to last a long, long time. Huh. I want you to know that it's me, that I'm the one that's doin' it to you. ME!
And that sissy psychiatrist? What unmitigated ignorance! That old drunken fart of a judge! What a pompous ass!
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